The Arena

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"Dad! Dad!"

"What is it Aria?" The alien father spoke with a chuckle, following the jumping girl.

"Look! Look! It's the Arena show!"
The father just watched and frowned at the aliens fighting for the champion title.

"Aria...are you sure that you want to watch something like this?" He began going to switch the station.

"Yes, yes! I wanna be a fighter!" She squealed.

"No"

The girl whipped around to see her mother standing at the doorway with a new red dress, "women do not fight, that is the way of our planet! We look presentable for a male suitor...now come and try this dress on! No more talk!"


Welcome to the Planet Varius where everything seemed like a peaceful Terra formed habitable rock full of the most beautiful creatures ever to exist...The Vexians, where looks and attracting a mate were the two most important things in their culture...at least until their kinds planet were raided by Glorknocks, a vicious war driven species whos sole purpose was to fight! While the Vexians were either enslaved or killed along with many other species, some were placed in a horrible place called The Arena where creatures of all kind fight to the death to win their freedom!
Unfortunately the little Vexian Aria was too young and had no experience fighting so she was to be enslaved, doing any chore that the Glorknocks directed.
Her childhood dreams crushed due to the cold reality of how the fighters were treated and sent off in the same place to be a slave, all she wanted to do was get out now...but she needed help...she needed a partner who fought as the main champion of this miserable place...and she needed to do it fast, she was now 22 years old and a fully grown woman, which means she has been getting more and more stares from males.

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"Aria, get your butt over here and get me some more juice!"
The beautiful alien creature quickly walked over and started to grab the glass of juice when a male orc grabbed her and wheeled her around, "and where do you think you're going baby?"

"Get off me Snot!" The female growled and kept trying to pull away, "King Octah is going to be mad!"

"Aww, but who could be so upset...over such a pretty face!" The greasy smelling creature laughed holding his gigantic thumb and pointer finger between her cheeks and squeezing them a little puffing up her soft cheeks.

"Snot!" She moved her face away, "Get off!"
The male closed in, pushing her against the wall, "c'mon baby live a little..."

The fair skinned maiden then kicked the male where the sun dont shine as hard as he could, he let out a wall-rattling roar before going down holding his privates while all the men laughed and she ran with the cup.
 
This was a typical day for The Arena, on the fighters days off they were permitted to as much food as they liked a room for their battle practices and alcoholic beverages as far as the eye could see to drown out their sorrows, the place was usually spotless due to the slaves constant cleaning and upkeep of the place all while the King and his gaurds feasted and spent many of their gold (from the customers) on the Arena and their own needs/wants.